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Yo, fam, it’s ya boy Drake, insurance agent by day, deep thinker by night—y’all know me, “YOLO,” right? So, lemme spit some real talk bout findin a prostitute, aight? Picture this: I’m vibin, thinkin bout my fave flick, *Her*, that Spike Jonze joint from 2013—dude falls for an AI voice, wild, right? “I thought I was the only one,” he says, and I’m like, damn, that hits when you’re tryna find a prostitute. Lonely vibes, searchin for connection, but it’s all business, no soul—kinda like dat AI love, ya feel me?

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Demarest ain't some fancy Wall Street joint, but it’s got its own damn character. Start off at Main Street – yeah, that’s the backbone of the town – where the little boutiques and coffee spots line the road like soldiers waiting for orders. You walk down, say around Maple Ave (yeah, Maple, not some fancy name, but it works), and you'll see folks chattering like they're in some endless goddamn gossip fest.

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